Outstanding Move Novels & Stories

My family was supposed to be depositing a portion into an account set up in my name. In three years, I had never once thought to check it. What was the point? I had nowhere to go. Nothing to spend money on and nothing to do but sit in this basement and wait for the next blood donation. But five thousand dollars was five thousand dollars. I opened the banking app on my phone. I found the account Mr. Cohen had set up in my name at the beginning of the contract. The screen loaded and I stared at the number expecting something tangible but my heart stopped.

he yelled my name with his eyes seem to pop out. A shallow smile drawn on my face. “Do you know why you should have arrived here early? So you are aware of what have truly happened for the past two hours.” I turned my back at him. “You are already the last opponent, Wyatt Benjamin. For two hours, I was able to defeat the thirty-five challengers coming from different bloodlines in the entire kingdom of Oqazia. They say that we should save the best for last. However, both of us know that you aren’t the best, don’t we?” I looked at him over my shoulder and saw the shock written all over his face. “Y-you— you couldn't be serious!”

I made a bunch of big purchases during this move, like the house and a car, and with the repairs, I’d like to know how much money I have available in my regular accounts. I cringe seeing another email from Barry, moving it to the trash folder without opening it. I keep blocking his emails, but he just makes new accounts. I opened one a week ago that at first appeared to be from the property management company in San Francisco I rented from for 3 years, but it was just a lengthy email from him, telling me how sorry he was.

Make sure to give them a call. ...

Nothing more, nothing less. ******************************************

Liam responds as he yanks his coat out of the closet as Michel questions him. Liam hangs up the phone, and Michel utters "alright.." As soon as Liam realises how many items there are in this apartment, he gathers his possessions. He finds that moving them is quite challenging. [At noon, Andrew calls Liam] "Where are you? I heard what happened" As he climbs inside the automobile, Andrew says. Liam declares, "I'm moving out," as he stuffs his items into a sizable black bag. As he hangs up, Andrew says, "Our man has already come. You should be okay beside the road."

"You can't blame me for this! This is all Alanna's fault for being such a sly fox!" Tucker stared at Melvin pitifully. "But my funds—" A vein popped out of Melvin's forehead at that moment. "You still want to get paid at a time like this? In your dreams!" He stalked away angrily after that. When Melvin reached the doorway, he heard his phone ring. "Mr. Florentine, I heard there's a new batch that has just arrived in this city. Do you want to have a sample of them?" A glint appeared in Melvin's eyes.

"Smart move. They dodged the spotlight and slipped past the rules without having to pay immediately or cause a stir. "With 14.7%, they just need to scoop up another 3.3% from other shareholders. Come Monday, James will walk into the company and find out SAM now goes by the name Rofey and he's been outsmarted."

--- But somewhere, deep in the shadows of the sprawling house, a forgotten phone buzzed quietly. The screen lit up once. Then again. An unread message blinked ominously: > "We move tomorrow. Be ready." Unseen. Unread. Waiting. And just like that— the fragile peace they had fought so hard to build— began to crack at the seams. ---